"This is impossible, this is impossible." Pei Hu panicked and staggered back.

Even if his cultivation level is higher than that of Pei Kun, if there is a real fight, he may not be able to get anything cheap in front of the experienced and murderous Pei Kun.

But it was Pei Kun who lost to others in the swordsmanship he was most familiar with?

How is this possible? !

It's normal that he can't figure it out, because even Pei Kun, the person involved, can't figure it out.

Han Sanqian's swordsmanship has many changes, and the strangest thing is that the offensive is quite fierce. He claims to be the sword god, but in front of Han Sanqian's swordsmanship, he was beaten back and forth and tired of coping.

But that's all.

He completely defeated himself with a sword, which is impossible.

But the fact...

He looked at Han Sanqian unwillingly, he didn't understand why this happened.

But in Han Sanqian's eyes, there was only endless indifference, as if losing to him was a perfectly normal thing.

He didn't even have a shred of pride, and everything was taken for granted.

"How long have you been learning swords?" Pei Kun asked softly, looking up at Han Sanqian.

"It's more than a month." Han Sanqian said indifferently.

"One month?" Hearing Han Sanqian's answer, not only Pei Kun was dumbfounded, but even the Qilin clan was dumbfounded.

Learning swords for a month, but you can easily knock down masters who have used swords for decades or even hundreds of years. This is not something you have seen with your own eyes, and no one will believe it if you are killed.

In other words, even if you see it with your own eyes, it is hard to believe.

"You're either bragging, or..." Pei Kun said coldly.

"That's bragging." Han Sanqian interrupted indifferently.

Pei Kun gritted his teeth, but quickly loosened his teeth again: "Your sword technique is very good, may I know what kind of sword technique this is?"

"Are you qualified to know? Just because of your status as a dog-like clan elder?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.

Suddenly, Pei Kun smiled, very sadly and desolately.

Throughout his life as a soldier, the long sword in his hand allowed him to make countless military exploits, and countless enemies died under his own sword, but he probably never imagined that one day, he himself would die under the sword of others.

"Haha, hahahaha!" Pei Kun looked up to the sky and laughed!

The next second, he stopped suddenly, looked at Han Sanqian, and made an extremely astonishing move.

Without waiting for any reaction from others, Pei Kun suddenly withdrew the sword in his hand, and Han Sanqian's sword fell along with the trend, slashing directly on his shoulder.

How sharp is the sword of Tianhuo, a sword pierces through the shoulder and directly penetrates into the bone marrow, with the momentum of raging fire.

"Ah!" Pei Kun, who was as stable as Mount Tai, couldn't help shouting in pain at this moment due to the excruciating pain.

"Fifth Elder!" Seeing this scene, Pei Hu shouted in shock.

"Hu'er, the defeat has been decided, go, go!" Pei Kun endured the pain, and in the next second, with Han Sanqian's sword on his shoulder, and the person in front of him, he rushed up and knocked Han Sanqian away. Qian hugged tightly in his arms. JrNovels.com